Forced to bind with the double-faced dragon Aotian

Early in the morning on New Year's Eve, under Xiao Xuelan's orders, disciples of Lingyun Sect cleaned the main halls and wing rooms everywhere. Spring couplets were pasted on every door, and red lanterns and colored cloths were hung under every eaves. There is a festive atmosphere of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

Huang Jueming bought a lot of new year's goods from the mountain, including fine wine, fish, fresh vegetables and fruits, and sweet and crispy pastries. Nephews Mingyuan and Bai Pu made candied haws.

Several disciples are from the south. Before going to the mountain to practice Taoism, there is a custom of making rice cakes during the Chinese New Year at home. Early in the morning, they put the glutinous rice they bought on a stone mill to grind it into a fine powder, and then put the rice flour in the steamer. Steam over high heat.

The hot dough just out of the cage was immediately poured into the stone mortar. Two disciples sat beside the stone mortar and were in charge of turning it over. Another two strong disciples took off their shirts, swung the mallet with their bare arms, raised it high, and dropped it heavily. Hit it once and turn it over, the cooperation is very tacit.

After beating for about a hundred times, it finally looked like a rice cake. Take it to the kitchen and cut it into strips, and it is ready.

Xiao Xuelan is from the north, and has never seen rice cakes before, so he found it fresh and interesting for a while, and was eager to try the feeling of making rice cakes. At this time, Zhao Su was away and no one cared about him, so he took off the fox fur outside. He rolled up his sleeves and asked the disciples to give him the mallet, and imitated their swinging the mallet just now, and smashed it hard at the rice cakes in the stone mortar.

The rice cakes are very sticky, and it takes a lot of strength to make rice cakes, and most of the strength depends on the waist. Xiao Xuelan felt tired after hitting more than a dozen times, especially the waist, which was originally due to yesterday's pain. He changed to a new posture late, and the weakness has not subsided, so he can't use his strength, but he doesn't want other disciples to see that his strength is not enough, so he can only bite the bullet and continue to fight.

Fortunately, after a while, Chao Su came to look for him, and just happened to catch Xiao Xuelan who was wearing only a single shirt in the ice and snow, throwing a big hammer with her bare arms, and her face turned dark immediately.

"What are you doing?" Chao Su took Xiao Xuelan's fox fur from a disciple, and asked Xiao Xuelan, who seemed to be having fun, with a gloomy expression.

In fact, Xiao Xuelan wanted to stop a long time ago. She secretly shed bitter tears for her tortured waist. Seeing Chao Sulai, she was overjoyed and stopped quickly, saying: "You are here? Did you see that I am here?" Making rice cakes! You are from the south, you should have seen it when you were a child, right? It’s very interesting, why don’t you try it?”

"Nonsense, put on your clothes." Chao Su snatched the mallet from Xiao Xuelan's hand in displeasure, threw it to the disciple next to him, put the fox fur on him, fastened the belt tightly with Nale's strength, Then he pulled down the rolled up sleeves for him, covering him tightly again.

Xiao Xuelan allowed Chao Su to dress herself, and did not avoid the gazes of the other disciples present. After finishing dressing, she told them: "Go on, don't be lazy! There are so many people on the mountain, let the big guys fight more at night." Try them all."

After finishing speaking, she pulled Chao Su away, and when she got to a place where no one else could see, Xiao Xuelan immediately supported her waist, and sighed, "Rub it for me quickly, ouch, I'm exhausted."

Zhao Su reached out to rub him for him, and said coldly: "Tired? I think you are having a good time playing? You have taken off your clothes, you are not afraid of the cold, you will die, right?"

"Tsk tsk, it's only been a while, why are you so delicate? I have a sense of proportion, and I will wear clothes naturally when it's cold. Making rice cakes is quite strenuous. I just feel hot and sweat a little." Xiao Xuelan smiled indifferently , and suddenly complained, "Speaking of which, I blame you for the pain in my back. Every time I fuck me, I use as much force as if I saw my father and enemy killed. My old waist will be broken by you sooner or later! Hurry up and give me a good rub."

Zhao Su couldn't keep her face from being teased by his few words, her gloomy face finally softened a little, she smiled a little, pinched Xiao Xuelan's itchy flesh deliberately with her hand, and said lightly: "Really? I don't have a sense of proportion. It’s my fault that I’m not strong enough, so next time you can sit up and move by yourself, okay?”

Xiao Xuelan cast a sideways glance at him, and hummed in his nose: "Dengtuzi, stinky rascal, shameless."

The two were flirting and flirting in the corner of the wall, and suddenly a disciple came over, and the two quickly separated their bodies, pretending to tidy up their clothes. Xiao Xuelan put up the airs of a big brother, and asked the disciple with a serious face: "Where are you going in a hurry? I usually teach you to avoid arrogance and impetuosity, but you don't even remember?"

The disciple saw Xiao Xuelan's eyes brighten, and said with a sad face: "Brother, I found you, you don't know, there are many people outside our Lingyun Sect's mountain gate, clamoring for you to hand over Junior Brother Meng, Senior Brother Jueming It has already been dealt with, let me come back to inform you, and then ask you what should I do?"

Xiao Xuelan's expression froze, she thought for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Su, and said to the disciple: "Go and activate the mountain protection array."

"What? The Great Mountain Protector Formation? Open it now?" The disciple looked stunned, and secretly speculated that the Great Mountain Protector Formation was used to defend against the incoming enemy. It has never been opened since the founding of the Lingyun Sect. The elder brother did this , Could it be that something big is going to happen in Lingyun Sect?

Xiao Xuelan nodded and said with a faint smile: "That's right, you lead people to open the formation right now, no one is allowed to enter the Lingyun Sect. Today is New Year's Eve, let's not talk about other things, let's close the door and have a reunion year."

The disciple scratched his head, he didn't understand Xiao Xuelan's attitude, and said anxiously: "Then should I inform the other three sects? What should I answer if other sect masters and elders ask?"

"No, Master gave me all the affairs of Lingyunzong before retreating. Now on the mountain, I have the final say. You just need to do as I tell you." Xiao Xuelan secretly grabbed Chaosu's hand through the sleeve, He pinched it in his palm, as if to appease.

"Yes, but according to the arrangement of the elder brother." Although the disciple did not understand Xiao Xuelan's decision, he still chose to obey, bowed and stepped back.

Chao Su waited for the others to walk away before bowing his head and saying, "They all came after me, you actually..."

"Actually what?" Xiao Xuelan pulled people forward and said proudly: "I just want everyone in the world to know that I am protecting you. As for what other people think, I don't care! On happy days, don't think about those things. Worry about it, let's go, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, it doesn't matter whether the Ming Dynasty lives or dies!"

In the evening, all the disciples of the Lingyun Sect gathered in the dining hall. Southerners eat rice cakes during the New Year, and northerners naturally have dumplings. More than a dozen steaming plates of dumplings with thin skin and large three-fresh stuffing were brought to each table. On the morning, the aroma of the dumplings made people move their index fingers. After a while, more than a dozen plates of dumplings entered everyone's stomach like a storm, and they still couldn't finish eating.

Chao Su eats elegantly, chews a dumpling slowly, and wants to pick it up with chopsticks, but where is the shadow of the white and fat dumpling?The plates on the table were already empty!

Suddenly a pair of chopsticks was stretched out, Xiao Xuelan gave him a dumpling from her own bowl, laughed at him in a low voice and said, "Don't you know that they are all reincarnated from starvation ghosts? With the speed of your eating, you can't eat at Ling Yunzong." But there is no food."

"Master, aren't you too cunning? You put so many dumplings in your own bowl! I didn't even eat two! Would you like to share two more? I haven't tasted it yet!" Bai Pu served He stretched out his own bowl, pouted and looked at Xiao Xuelan pitifully.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, I've counted them all. You're the one who eats the most on this table. You haven't tasted it. You don't even chew, and you don't have to worry about choking yourself." Opening Bai Pu's bowl, he joked.

Mingyuan couldn't hold back his "puchi" for a while, and laughed out loud, Bai Pu immediately became unhappy, put down the bowl and chopsticks to pinch Mingyuan's face, pretending to be fierce: "What are you laughing, we dragons always eat with Swallow, I'm not full of dumplings yet, if you laugh again, I'll fill my stomach with you!"

"Don't fight, two nephews, isn't it just dumplings? As for what? Some are cooking in the pot, and they will be out of the pot soon. You can eat as much as you want today!" Huang Jueming saw the two teenagers fighting, and hurriedly He got down from another table to fight, but became the target of diverted firepower from the brothers and sisters, and finally turned into a quarrel with him.

Xiao Xuelan didn't care about the fight between the two of them, turned her head and asked Chao Su with a smile, "Are the dumplings delicious?"

Chao Su just finished eating the second one, nodded, Xiao Xuelan gave him his own bowl, and there were four or five dumplings in it, all Xiao Xuelan had the foresight to grab from the plate and leave it for him.

When the dumplings came out for the second time, everyone ate to their hearts' content. After the New Year's Eve dinner, Huang Jueming moved out the fireworks and firecrackers he bought from the market, and filled half the school grounds. The disciples with incense in their hands swarmed up to light the fuse. In an instant, countless colorful fireworks exploded in the sky above Lingyunzong.

There are golden snakes dancing wildly, five-colored peonies, fiery trees and silver flowers, and colorful steamers...with different shapes. On the top of Lingyunzong Mountain, brilliant fireworks reflect the white snow in the night, with endless crackling and crackling sounds, which is too beautiful to behold.

While everyone was looking up at the fireworks, Xiao Xuelan quietly pulled Chao Su away, the two returned to the room, Chao Su closed the door, and asked him: "What are you doing back in the room, can't you watch the New Year with them?"

Xiao Xuelan lit the oil lamp casually, the room lit up, and said with a smile to Chao Su: "They are setting off fireworks. It's not too late for us to go out later. Besides, I have never liked watching fireworks. Although fireworks are beautiful, they are always I think this kind of beauty is too short-lived."

Chao Su felt something, and turned his back to Xiao Xuelan with a sad face, but when he turned around, his expression had returned to normal.

Xiao Xuelan brought out a jug of wine from under the table, took two more wine glasses, and beckoned Chao Su to sit down.

Chao Su watched Xiao Xuelan fill the two wine glasses, handed one to herself, frowned and said, "You are injured, so you should not drink."

Xiao Xuelan glared at him dissatisfied, pulled Chao Su's hand over and hooked it with his own hand holding the wine glass, made a gesture of handing glasses, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Although you don't have the impression, but you and I do He was worshiped, but he didn't care to drink the wine that day, so if he makes up for it today, do you want to drink it or not?"

The dim light of the oil lamp softened Chao Su's facial features a lot, looked at Xiao Xuelan and smiled tenderly, and said softly: "Drink."

"Then, cheers?" Xiao Xuelan hooked his hand, and Chao Su leaned his head towards him according to his words, the two stared at each other without blinking, and slowly drank the wine in the glass.

Xiao Xuelan put down the cup, took out a pair of scissors, cut off a strand of her own black hair, and handed the scissors to Chao Su, motioning for him to cut a section as well. The eye sockets are a little hot.

Xiao Xuelan took Chao Su's black silk, entangled with her own, clumsily tied a concentric knot, showed it to Chao Su, and asked him with a smile: "Is my skill okay? Can you tell it's a concentric knot? "

Chao Su smiled, and said in a hoarse voice, "You can tell, it's very beautiful."

Xiao Xuelan put it in his palm and said: "Put it away, there is only one in the world, if you lose it, there will be no second one!"

Chao Su closed her palms, curled her lips and said, "It must be, I am here for it, and it has lost me..."

Xiao Xuelan immediately covered his mouth, interrupted what he was going to say next, and said angrily: "It's Chinese New Year, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Chao Su pecked and kissed the palm of his hand, pulled his hand down and pulled him into her arms, and said with a low smile, "I haven't finished talking, how do you know I'm talking nonsense?"

Xiao Xuelan put her arms around his neck, put her hands on the back of his neck and exerted a faint strength, threatening: "Then you continue to talk, I want to hear what good things you can say."

Their foreheads touched, their breaths intertwined, Chao Su's voice was so soft that only Xiao Xuelan could hear it: "I'm here with it, and if it's lost, I'll pay myself to you for the rest of my life."

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